The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-05-22

ented Chief Justice was as excellent as his
rare old wine, he has gone to heaven sure"
Inc toast was drunk silently, hnt with EN-
presslnent The Madeira did not hold out
long. Jack" said Magruder, ''in the left
hand corner of the big trunk you will find
bottle of port wine as old as the father of his
country. Are you sober enough not to shake
it up'"
"Avast, there, shipmate 4" answered Jack;
Il am as sober as the old Chief
Justice whose health we have just
drunk"
The old port wine was produced. ''Now
Tor my toast, said happy Jack, with mock
solemnity.
The hotel goblets were filed. 1t was too
early in the morning for wine glasses.
Here's to the Father of his Country When
he lived and reigned over us we had one flag
and one country. May that happy day dawn
againT"
Dang my eyes said Magruder, making
a wry face. "rm hardly reconstructed
enough for that toast, but I'll go you" And
as the wine went down the spirit of CANA
raderie went up. Before daylight the case
OF samples" had disappeared as to its con-
tents, horse, foot and dragon, aad the two
brave soldiers were sound asleep in one bed,
lighting only in dreams over again the DAYS
or the blockade at Galveston and the scenes
OF the ever memorable battle of Chantilly.
In vain the chambermaid knocked at No.
1856, second floor, of the st. Nicholas, The
soldiers snored. At about p. m. the pangs
of hunger aroused the sleeping braves
They arose and looked sadly at the empty
sample case
What shall we do nowp' said Magruder
! sadly.
"Do? Damme," said the quick-witted
Jack, order brandy and soda for two, and
we will go up to the Shakespeare Club
they dine at 5-No IL West Twenty
street, it's off Broadway. We will dine with
old Charley Ransom, and Maj. Crump will
give us stake"
Your wit ambles WELL" said Magruder.
'And Jack, old boy! it is comfort to me
to know that you will never starve unless
| the government retires the circulating me-
| dunn"
you've hit the CENTRE" replied Jack
In those early post-bellum days soldier
who ranked with Wharton or Magruder, or
with any of the boys, who by fine free
masonry ministered to cash others wants
| from Maine to Texas, did not lack for funds
| or friends in the city of New York
After dinner, irrigated with liberal liba-
tiohs of Pomery Sec, the two ex-soldiers
began to feel their ''oats.n Mai Crump did
not hesitate to advance Col. Wharton 500
and before II p. M the happy soldiers had
won at the faro table $500 between them by
was replenished at another wine house.
| Magruder departed for business and the
! South and Jack Wharton for his favorite
| spot in Washington. They never met again.
Gen. Magruder died soon after and Whar-
| ton only lived till the second year of Presi-
| dent Arthur.
AN EXPERIENCE IN NEW ORLEANS.
The best story Jack told was of his actual
experience in New Orleans. a month after
| Lees army disbanded. He had an uncle
who resided there, and when he saw Jacks
shabby gray uniform he at once and with
| some seventy said:
around New Orleans you must dress better
than that" Col. Jack replied with dignity
| that "a busted Confederate like myself is
| lucky to have anything on at all
The uncle handed out a $50 bill, telling
| him to buy new rig. Jack left hig relative
at once. Right well the United States Mar
| chall Cater onl knew the possibilities of a
| $50 note in the city of New Orleans. Jack
| hied himself to the st. Charles, still histori
cal and gloomy, with its lofty columns, q
| paradise for ''sports," as it was in the days
of Henry Clay, ''the mill boy of the slashes.
| Jack Hamilton, of Texas, slapped him on
| the back at the bar in his own muscular
fashion and said to Col. Jack, ''let's
liquor"
IAN agreeable" said Jack, now alive for
business" Gov. Hamilton informed him
stairs looking for victims. Jack remem-
bered Gen. Forrest when by dint of praying
hard and the presence of a S. bill the cav
airy general had a hatful of money in
Memphis ana informed Gov. Hamilton he
| would take hand as far as $50 would go.
| Up stairs they went to the fourth floor of
the st. Charles. Jack Wharton shivered a
| little, even when he told me the story, at the
recollection of the two professionals, armed
| to the teeth, sitting before pine table, on
| which stood a demijohn of old Gibson aud a
| pack of "keerds." Col Jack took his place
| opposite Gov. Hamilton, first laying his re-
| volver beside him with the quiet remark
This is to be a gentleman's game, sup
| pose" to which the two gamblers assented.
| But | am wrong in point of time, for the
| demijohn was tested before the revolver was
produced, for, as Senator Garrett Davis once
said, whisky was the vernacular drink of
Kentucky and Louisiana"
ALL-NIGHT POKER.
| The game went on with varying fortune
| till toward morning and Jack struck bob
tail flush ON the second deal and mis- ''pile'
rose to $500. In telling his story he said his
hair rose as the jack pot did The demijohn
was, toward morning, beginning to look, as
i ciCh OAIl CooCu ~ uAO Ult Dluo pOliiO VI oil
almost forlorn hope" Jack Hamilton was
| out of luck, but Whartoa said he could have
''won the stairs out of the sky" SO marvel
| Gus was his own luck.
The Jackpot slowly assembled till there
was 1000 ON the table Wharton was a
man "four-square to every wind that
blCa5, but the professionals began to sus-
| pect him as he dashed down four aces and
raked In the pot" He told me that he
would never have got out alive with his
doodle" but for the fact that Jack Hamilton,
once Governor of Texas, was terror to the
other two, and they did not, in his presence,
dare to resort to violence. Luck never
wavered, but fortune smiled ON poor Jack
who was battling for life and a new $50
suit. The demijohn gave out at the gray of
| dawn.
Jack was in an agony to get out alive
| His boots were full of money: so was the
rim Of his hat, the inside pockets of his coat
and vest, aud his Confederate suit was stuff
ed with 800 billsin every corner. Much tc
Jacks relief his uncle had sent his son, q
boy of IL, to hunt Jack and TO tell him his
sister was sick Jack bolted from the pro
fessionals, leaving Jack Hamilton to bear
the brunt of his skip simply saying his
sister was dying. He followed his little
cousin home, first astonishing the boy by
presenting him with a 800 bill to "buy
candy with"
Jack Wharton always said his uncle had
| Quaker blood in him, and he expected to be